Everytime you look at me
I feel sick

My cheeks flame
A fever blossoming in my chest

Casual touches
That my body memorizes
Filing away your movements
So I can fret about them later

I feel nauseous
Butterfly's climbing up my throat

You make me want to hide
Guard myself from embarrassment
But you also make me want to
Leave the house
Just to see you

I feel sick
Infected with your voice
Everything is funnier when you say it
Everything is brighter when you talk

I hate this
I hate me
I like you